Three Sentence Stories #15

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While running his fingers down the middle of his back, looking for the exact origin point of his nagging ache, and intending to dig his thumb into the muscle there, Walter’s fingers feel a small lump of tissue just to the left side of his spine.

He freezes, and suddenly a rush of recent memories flood into his mind, including an odd morning two days prior when his left leg had been numb upon waking.

Filled with dread, he grapples internally with whether he should ask his wife to look at the spot or whether he should visit the doctor first, alone, to have it looked at, just in case he is worried over nothing.

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